Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 156 – 5/20/2020

Your purpose in life is to find your purpose and give your whole heart and soul to it.

~ Buddha ~

in this time of crisis, of both great turmoil and opportunity, we are being called to re-flect on our sacred purpose, our divine mission that is whispering for us to awaken to our genius, the unique seed in the center of our being, the call to be who we truly are – one rainbow being of love, compassion, wisdom, peace and joy here to weave a more beautiful world where all our relatives flourish…

let’s take this metamorpho-sing moment to conspire, to breathe together, to breathe in deeply descending into our one heart re-membering we are loving awareness, we are peaceful presence, we are here to meet each moment fully and tenderly serving in joy for the benefit of all …

yes, we are a sacred hoop of harmony transmuting the virus of fear into a virus of love liberating us all to live freely…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 155 – 5/19/2020

today, in this extraordinary moment, as i listen to the cosmic hum, i see the peace pilgrimage as our unfolding collective journey of transformation moving us from egocentrism to ecocentrism… let’s listen to the sacred voice always calling us home to our true nature as heard by Black Elk…

“Then a Voice said: “Behold this day, for it is yours to make. Now you shall stand upon the center of the earth to see, for there they are taking you.” I was still on my bay horse, and once more I felt the riders of the west, the north, the east, the south, behind me, as before, and we were going east. I looked ahead and saw the mountains there with rocks and forests on them, and from the mountains flashed all colors upward to the heavens.

Then I was standing on the highest mountain of them all, and round about beneath me was the whole hoop of the world. And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I saw in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being. And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight, and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter all the children of one mother and one father. And I saw that it was holy.

Then as I stood there, two men were coming from the east, head first like arrows flying, and between them rose the daybreak star. They came and gave a herb to me and said: “With this on earth you shall undertake anything and do it.” It was the Daybreak-Star herb, the herb of understanding, and they told me to drop it on the earth. I saw it falling far, and when it struck Mother Earth it rooted and grew and flowered, four blossoms on one stem, a black, a white, a scarlet, and a yellow. The rays from these streamed upward to the heavens so that all creatures saw it and in no place was there darkness.

may we all listen, listen, listen for the heartsong, the sacred call, the original words of instruction that created the world and ask us to witness the wonder and do our part in co-creating a world of harmony, one symphony with many instruments of peace…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 154 – 5/18/2020

tonight, i intended on writing about something else and then i real-eyesed forty years ago today, Mt St Helens exploded shooting ash 80,000 feet into the air and violently sweeping away thirteen hundred feet of her height, in effect, decapitating her, disappearing Spirit Lake, desolating a once fertile landscape, delivering ash around the world and prompting a communal mourning… today, we bow to the raw power of nature and to her cycles of ebb and flow, destruction and creation, desolation and restoration, chaos and harmony and sorrow and joy which are all integral to the unfolding design of oneness and an echo reverberating now as we witness our old world in collapse…

this “after” picture, taken recently, from Harmony Point shows a restored Spirit Lake and green growth gracing the once inflamed area reminding us rebirth always follows death always follows rebirth, the eternal turning of the comic wheel, breathing in and breathing out the only constant being only love is real…

i’ll close this post with a “before” and “during” picture of the ancient wise woman, Mt St Helens towering above the life giving waters of Spirit Lake…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 153 – 5/17/2020

YES! in this critically extraordinary moment on this day of celebrating the astonishing lightness of being, re-member…

being a buddha body in that one place

is being a verb moving in grace…

balan-sing, dan-sing, re-joy-sing and more

real-eye-sing, synchroni-sing, tao-sing on the other shore

simply being a buddha body in that one place

contributes mightily in co-creating a world of divine grace…

and now, let’s turn to Hafiz for his words of wisdom on flourishing in times such as these…

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What is the key
To untie the knot of your mind’s suffering?

What
Is the esoteric secret
To slay the crazed one whom each of us
Did wed

And who can ruin
Our heart’s and eye’s exquisite tender
Landscape?

Hafiz has found
Two emerald words that
Restored
Me

That I now cling to as I would sacred
Tresses of my Beloved’s
Hair:

Act great.
My dear, always act great.

What is the key
To untie the knot of the mind’s suffering?

Benevolent thought, sound
And movement.

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in these challenging times, may we tune into resilience and be buddha bodies living in earthmother’s embrace of equanimity…  

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 152 – 5/16/2020

The path is not long, but the way is deep. You must not only walk there, you must be prepared to leap.
– Hildegard of Bingen ~

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yes, softening into love, merging with flow, dancing openness requires great heart/courage to leap where the valorous dare to go… and, what blessings arise when we align with great mystery, the conductor/choreographer animating cosmic flow…

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The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you really are.

~ Carl Jung ~

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yes, take this moment to simply be, savoring beloved’s breathing thee… feeling the support of universal commonunity, a friendly universe of buoyansea… dancing you, dancing me, deeper and deeper into the see, into the sea of great mystery… the boundless devocean of love energy…

may we live in the timelessness of the deep blue sea dolphin dancing in true emptiness effortlessly feeling the wellspring of joy always singing in our core whispering words of love…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 151 – 5/15/2020

tonight, i have listened to the Dalai Lama as he broadcast live from Dharamsala and was re-minded of the Buddha’s words to concentrate the mind on the present moment, being here as fully as one can and open to what is… in this moment, i am tuning into the cosmic hum and hearing Rumi’s re-assuring words of trusting in Beloved’s orchestration of the journey along with the heartsong’s reassurance that great mystery is always with us, always re-membering us…

are you also hearing The Beloved’s love song echoing through the canyons and valleys of our deep earth beingness? are you feeling trust in the journey and able to rest and relax, tune into the tiny space of the heart, into true nature, beloved community  where we all belong to each other?

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It has no membership, save those who know they belong.

It has no rivals because it is non competitive.

It has no ambition – it seeks only to serve.

It knows no boundaries, for nationalisms are unloving.

It is not of itself because it seeks to enrich all groups and religions.

It acknowledges all great teachers of all the ages who have shown the truth of love.

Those who participate, practice the truth of love in all their being.

There is no walk of life or nationality that is a barrier.

Those who are, know.

It seeks not to teach, but to be, and by being, enriched.

It recognizes that the way we are may be the way of those around us because we are that way.

It recognizes the whole planet as a being of which we are a part.

It recognizes that the time has come for the supreme transmutation, the ultimate alchemical act of conscious change of the ego in to a voluntary return to the whole.

It does not proclaim itself with a loud voice, but in the subtle realms of loving.

It salutes all those in the past who have blazoned the path, but have paid the price.

It admits no hierarchy or structure, for no one is greater than another.

Its members shall know each other by their deeds and being, and by their eyes and by no other outward sign, save the fraternal embrace.

Each one will dedicate their life to the silent loving of their neighbour and environment, and the planet, will carry out their task, however exalted or humble.

It recognizes the supremacy of the great idea, which may only be accomplished if the human race practices the supremacy of love.

It has no reward to offer, either here or in the hereafter, save that of the ineffable joy of being and loving.

Each shall seek to advance the cause of understanding, doing good by stealth and teaching only by example.

They shall heal their neighbour, their community, our planet and living beings in whatever form they take.

They shall know no fear and feel no shame and their witness shall prevail over all odds.

It has no secret, no arcanum, no initiation, save that of true understanding of the power of love and that, if we want it to be so, the world will change, but only if we change.

All who belong, belong; they belong to the Church of Love.

The Cathar Creed of 1244 AD

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 150 – 5/14/2020

today, i am longing for the sea, so i float like a cloud in the buoyansea imagining i am an instrument of peace… a water harp, a hollow reed, a true refuge of emptiness/spaciousness where divine mother waters flow through entraining every cell to hum her cosmic grace frequency, to sing the joy of the bubbling wellspring at the core of being…

deep moments of listening fill the bowl/chalice/heart/womb with haunting melodies as well on this rainy day in portalandia known in the mayan calendar synchronisticly as the day of rain and echo/reverberate throughout the canyon lands of being… in this silence, etherial music flows as gently as water through the reeds…

what a sweet day being a hollow reed, an instrument of peace… tuning into the rhythm of cosmic hum, relaxing into the running waves that come, savoring, especially, the hohum… meeting each moment as a friend, breathing out and breathing in, vibrating at the frequency of a grin… knowing the greatest gift we offer to each other is our openhearted presence, may each moment be sacred space of reverence with each step a soulful dance of kissing the earth…

and, may we all feel the deep peace of the stillpoint that is always alive within, thousandfold blessings, beautiful friend …

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 149 – 5/13/2020

a day of coming deeper and deeper into the sacred space of the heart…. another pilgrimage into slowing down rhythms and being peaceful repose… free to be fully present in the eternal moment of now, open to lovingkindness circling through the web of life…

may we all come together in this moment to breathe the infinite love we are through our one heart blessing the cosmos as the cosmos blesses all that is in a seamless circle eternally… breathing in open the way, breathing out toward the one…

we are a vast sea of love energy… tuning into this awesome frequency is as simple as a smile to start my internal love engine and some deep heart breaths to slow down and embrace and reverence this moment, this beautiful moment which opens our one heart ever wider to radiate love…

may we all live a meaningful life, one of purpose, of wevolution, of being compassion and loving kindness with every breath, with every step tuning into and dancing the frequency of awe…  in this potent field at the stillpoint where there’s only the dance, the dolphin dance of unconditional love, of exquisitely fluid ease and grace, of wholeness in the buoyantsea while side by side the lava lake roars underground awakening us to the fires of purification preparing us for the great turning…

deepest bows and thousandfold thanks for this blessed moment, this surrendering what’s outgrown to make space for the new, for the true… may we always embody the dream of the dolphin – being joy, being love, being harmony…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 148 – 5/12/2020

it is metamorpho-sing may and the cosmic hum, el canto hondo, resounding through my being, our one being is this song of transformation… the words on this image, i call rebirth, have been a daily mantra for going on five years now, such beautiful instruction on transformation, something all relatives might want to tune into right now… thanks be for the cosmic hum singing these sounds, for the ringing of the bell entraining other bells to ring, for the dancing of the soul in the stillpoint of the cosmos, sacred space at the core of our being, our true refuge of emptiness, home sweet home, garden of the radiant wave where we return to ebb and flow with every breath, in every moment… sink down now, sync into, soften and open to the wonders of grandmother’s weaving us into a seamless tapestry, an awesome weaveolution, co-creative wespace, belonging place… home….

it seems in such perfect rhythm that this melody flows through just as venus goes retrograde, a dance that lasts for 43 days until june 24th/25th… within this powerful window, venus and we undergo a massive metamorphosis in her relationship with the sun as she rebirths as the morning star to begin her next 8 year cycle…

feminine essence, embodiment and expression of venusian energies are undergoing quantum shifting are you feeling the downloading and uprising as we return to sophia
 amplifying global star seeded consciousness…

as we all are baptized in the light of sophia’s wisdom, may we awaken to all that we are as we come home to the heart… blessed bee…


Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 147 – 5/11/2020

Happy Mothering Peaceful Gaia Day!

every day is mama gaia day and there’s another peace i want to insert into our celebration of the annual mother’s peace day, so, in honor of mama gaia, grandmother spider and all her relatives…

“Dear Great Hearted One,

This day we honor and celebrate
the women who have given life to us,
the women who give life to ideas,
the women who died giving life,
the women who wanted to have a child,
but didn’t get to,
the women who right now
are tilling their fertile soil for new seed,
the women who choose not to have a child
but have many children,
the women who are in captivity,
the women who are free,
those who were mothered well,
and those who had crazy mamas,
because any mama that did not love you well,
was not well enough,
the women who are struggling
this moment to care for their babies,
and the women who right now
snuggle with little ones under
feather comforters,
for those whose mamas have gone on,
and for those who are mamas to be,
for women who miscarried precious life,
and those who carried many lives,
for single mamas who want their mate,
and for married mamas who want to be seen and heard,
for those who never got to have a mama hold them,
and for those mama’s whose children
will not speak to them.A Blessings for happy mamas and sad mamas and all the ones in between,especially those in need of rest and to speak their own voices.To Mama earth and all her children.
With Gratitude to the Great Mama of all,

All life today, we celebrate on Mama Day.

Blessed Mother of life, hear the prayers
of your children this day
.

Open our hearts to hear
that which you are speaking to us and through us.”

~ Shiloh Sophia ~